Lin Zhan and his men noticed renewed activity in the lizardmen's camp and began observing closely.
When Mark Borg and Zack Borg, leading one million elite warriors of the Borg clan, emerged from the lizardmen's camp.
The generals of the Hundred Battles Legion on the city wall exclaimed, "It's the Borg clan."
Lin Zhan, upon hearing this, was taken aback. With a questioning look, he turned to the military advisor beside him and said, "The Borg clan? Tell me about them."
"Yes, Commander," the military advisor replied, nodding. He then began to brief Lin Zhan on the Borg clan.
"The Borg clan is one of the five major clans of the lizardmen, possessing one Imperial-level mighty figure, which is one of the two Imperial-level powers of the lizardmen."
"However, what the Borg clan is most famous for is its Golden Lizardman Army. The minimum standard for soldiers serving in each Golden Lizardman Army is Gold-tier high-level. There are a total of 10 legions, each led by two battle-hardened quasi-kings of the Borg clan."
"Each legion is equipped with 10 Lord-level lizardmen and 5 quasi-king level lizardmen. Furthermore, each legion is assigned a special assault force of 3,000 Diamond-tier elite lizardmen. This assault force always bears the brunt of the attack during sieges."
Lin Zhan nodded, his gaze serious as he looked at the approaching army of the Borg clan.
"Interesting. It seems the Borg clan has caused quite a bit of trouble for our brothers in the Sixth Army."
"Order the Wind God Pterosaur Knights to stand by for immediate takeoff. Target the lizardmen's camp for high-altitude bombing."
"Order the Thunder Warriors, Great Swordmen, and Vanguard Camp to assemble. Prepare to open the fortress and counterattack."
"Order the Hundred Battles Legion, excluding the soldiers defending the city wall and the reserves, to prepare for a full-scale offensive."
"Understood."
"Understood."
"Understood."
After each of Lin Zhan's commands, several generals would descend from the city wall, ready to engage in battle.
Following this, Lin Zhan turned to the eight burly figures clad in black cloaks behind him and said, "The Borg clan's assault force will be your responsibility. Leave no survivors. Kill them all."
"Understood."
With that, the eight figures shed their cloaks, revealing eight stout men clad in Xuanbird heavy armor.
Each of these eight men possessed an aura that reached the level of a Clan-Guardian King. They were not much weaker than Di Xin before his advancement. They were precisely the Guard Generals of the most elite Ancestral Court Guard of the Great Shang Dynasty.
The Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard consisted of 40,000 men. The Xuan Shang brothers were the four supreme commanders of the Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard.
The entire Ancestral Court Guard was divided into 40 large brigades, each comprising 1,000 men, led by one Clan-Guardian King and two ordinary Kings.
The minimum standard for each member of the Ancestral Court Guard was Diamond-tier high-level. Their individual combat power was even superior to Lin Family's death warriors.
For this expedition, the Great Shang Ancestral Court placed considerable importance on this "bandit grandson," directly assigning eight large brigades of the Ancestral Court Guard, totaling 8,000 men, to Lin Zhan.
Elder Ying and a few other old quasi-kings nearby looked enviously at Lin Hai and said,
"Second Brother, this kid of yours is truly the apple of your ancestor's eye. Even the Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard is entrusted to him."
Lin Hai shook his head. "The ancestor is too secretive. I truly didn't know about this. However, with this unit present, who knows what kind of trouble your child will stir up this time."
Lin Wufa playfully slapped Lin Hai on the head.
"Is that how a grandfather should talk? Zhan'er's actions are a display of capability. Why didn't the ancestor let you lead the Ancestral Court Guard? Frankly, it's because you're not capable enough. Stop making snide remarks about your grandson."
Lin Zhan, seeing his uncle's spirited defense, could only shake his head and mutter softly,
"Better not to say anything. Otherwise, with Second Uncle's temper, anyone who dares to speak will likely get beaten again. Besides, this old fellow is a King, and ordinary people truly can't defeat him."
Lin Zhan watched as the lizard general Kaiwei's vanguard of 300,000 heavy-armored troops advanced to within 1,000 meters of the city wall. He then instructed his staff,
"Order the repeating crossbowmen to commence firing. I want to leave these 300,000 heavy-armored troops within this five-kilometer graveyard."
"Also, prepare to install siege weapons such as wolf-tooth mallets and yaksha rollers. The sniper crossbowmen are to begin targeting enemy Platinum-tier experts."
As soon as Lin Zhan's order was issued, volleys of arrows rained down from the city walls, a continuous stream.
The sappers, strong men, carried giant iron blocks, each about 100 square meters with spikes over half a meter long at the bottom, attaching them to chains and placing them at the city wall's mechanisms.
A yaksha roller was a massive, spiked log, about one meter in diameter and eight meters long.
Explosions continued to erupt in the minefield below. Lin Zhan had deployed reinforced Type 2 landmines in the final 1,000 meters.
Their power was immense. Nearly a hundred Type 2 landmines detonating simultaneously turned the entire blast radius into a chaotic zone of lightning and water elements.
Even the lizardmen who weren't killed outright were torn to shreds by the wild lightning and water elements in the area.
The landmines below inflicted heavy casualties, and the continuous rain of arrows from above also took a heavy toll on the lizardmen.
Lin Zhan observed the situation below and said to the young Taoist priest, who was gazing longingly at the Great Shang Ancestral Court Guard,
"See? These 300,000 men are about to be wiped out. The minefield is still 500 meters away, and they haven't pushed through yet."
After waiting for a moment without a response, Lin Zhan looked curiously at the young Taoist priest, only to find the chubby figure drooling obscenely at the 8,000-strong Ancestral Court Guard. Lin Zhan stepped forward and said,
"Brother-in-law, can you show some ambition? Besides, no matter how much you look or how much you drool, the Ancestral Court Guard will never be yours to command."
The young Taoist priest snapped back to attention and looked at Lin Zhan.
"Sigh, I know, Big Brother. But who wouldn't desire such a magnificent and elite force? As the saying goes, a man who doesn't aspire to be a general is not a good man."
Lin Zhan was instantly bewildered by Zhang Haoming's peculiar logic and said irritably,
"Where on earth did you hear such sayings? Alright, wipe your drool. Don't you feel ashamed? When we get back, I'll have Lin Yi split half of his newly trained Lin Family death warriors with you, alright?"
"Alas, that will have to suffice," the young Taoist priest said, shaking his head with a look of regret.
Then, as if realizing something, he quickly asked Lin Zhan, "If you give me half, Big Brother, then who gets the other half?"
Lin Zhan quickly replied, "Of course, I'll manage it myself. Who else can I trust? Those are 500 Diamond-tier experts."
Upon hearing this, the young Taoist priest immediately exclaimed, "500 Diamond experts! Half for you and half for me, are we two imbeciles together?"